Luyện nghe bài hát Morticiachair

Now, let's about the time
I had this morticiachair in my
there in front of the living room
As an invitation to strangers
(A machine might show)

Smiling a face
Waiting for a call of a beloved feline
She is in a state and it's
She's been there for a while

got no presents
I've got no

Drop the phone, take the
And come back again
the phone, take the plane
And back home again

Drop the phone, the plane
And come home again
Drop the phone, the plane
And come back home
Drop the phone, take the
And back home again

She knows where she
When she for the doorknob
She where she rolls
When she goes for the

By the time of my second car crash I got totally
Like in the days I cut myself up a razor-blade
Oh nostalgia, lost in so many ways
I didn't know to think of him

Ah, maybe I think too much, I think so
Fell madly in love with a of beautiful ears
It's only a
Had and boring conversations about nothing
so much, I bored myself to death
And the more I talk, the more I turn a vegetable

God, I'm a fool

She knows she rolls
When she goes for the
She knows where she
When she for the doorknob

She knows where she
When she goes for the
She knows where she
When she for the doorknob

I'll behave, you shame me?
I'm into deep, won't you me?
I'll behave, you shame me?
I'm deep, won't you shame me?

of orange, orange
Little Christ, I'm in her bath-tub,
Consulted, consulted,

She knows where she
When she for the doorknob
She knows she rolls
When she for the doorknob

She knows she rolls
When she goes for the
She knows where she
When she goes for the

I'll behave, won't you me?
I'm into deep, won't you me?
I'll behave, won't you me?
I'm deep, won't you shame me?

I'll behave, won't you me?
I'm into deep, won't you me?
behave, won't you shame me?
I'm into deep, you shame me?

Information,
I'm bored,